Secret of Culunku's Wife
Ngidam saute kale

Ara who somehow today felt bad mood, when she heard her husband's request was provoked by emotion. The woman did not speak to her husband, and instead sat down in a chair. His hand even grabbed the plate that contained the husband's breakfast toast.

The woman casually devoured her own toast without regard for the husband who was staring confusedly at her.

"Moon, don't you hear?" ali asked with attention to the wife who continued to devour toast by hand.

"I hear you" he replied indifferently.

Ali squinted one eye, usually the wife will obey his request without waiting for anything. But now the woman seemed to ignore him.

"Then why eat? You don't want to make me breakfast?"

"I made it, and you refused, so I ate this bread myself. If you are hungry, cook yourself or have breakfast at the office" he replied casually.

"At any rate, you're already President. Why would you eat kale stir-fry?" continued Ara casually.

"Why indeed? You Mafia eat kale too! What's wrong with eating kale?"

"Yes, cook it yourself!" exclaims Ara who was upset because the husband brought his profession as a mafia.

The woman continued to eat toast which should have been the husband's breakfast ration after spending his own ration. This time it was completely different. Looks greedy when eating his food.

Ali glanced at the watch that was coiled around his wrist. The time has shown at 7:30, it means that work time will arrive. The man decided to move away from his seat, feeling upset because he was ignored by his wife.

Although the man was still upset, he did not forget the routine activities before going to the office. That is kissing the wife's forehead, when Ali approached and was about to kiss her forehead, Ara actually dodged.

The more upset Ali was now, the man grabbed his office bag still with a flat look at his wife who today was acting strangely.

"Jude, I'm leaving first. Assalamualaikum," said Ali frustrated with the strangeness of his wife.

"Waalaikumsalam," answered Ara without looking at her husband.

Ali walked out of the house they both lived in. Still hungry, the man arrived at the door. There's a parked car. Next to the car door, Arham stood upright awaiting his arrival.

Ali got into the car as soon as Arham opened the passenger door. The man even ignored the greetings from his new secretary.

Arham circled the car and then got into the steering wheel. The man who is now Ali's secretary in Gunawan Sentosa's office was driving a car casually. The safety of the Director must still be prioritized.

"Arham," called Ali in a flat tone.

The man called by Ali turned a glance, then refocused on the path in front of him. "Yes, sir."

"You're married?"

Ali's question was answered only by Arham's head. In addition to his young age, he is not allowed to have a partner first by his parents. They asked Arham to focus on his education and career first.

"I'm confused by my wife, Ham,"

"Why Miss, sir?" arham asked while glancing at the middle spy.

"Usually my wife always cooks whatever I want, but today she cooks nothing. Just making two toast, that's why he ate alone!" ali leaned his back on the back of the car.

"What do you want to eat, sir? Let me shop at the nearest cafe or restaurant."

"I want to eat kale stir-fry, Ham, but only my wife's!"

Hearing Ali's words just now, Arham held back a laugh. His boss was cranky just because he wanted to eat the cuisine of the wife in the form of sauteed kale. Really a different couple than the others.

"You're laughing at me, Ham!" Ali immediately got up and looked at his secretary.

"Th-no, Mister. It's just, you're like a woman who is having a cravings period," replied Arham unfiltered.

"What's? Worry!" ali exclaimed in a loud voice until Arham was surprised and covered his ears.

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